Douluo Dalu: Seven Kills

Chapter 610 Rong Nianbing: I Want You to Inherit My Godhood (Part 2)

[Yuhao, this is great news! But remember, don't hold back about Dong'er.]

Although he couldn't see where Huo Yuhao's soul was, and their eye contact was just a coincidence, Chen Junting still used his mental power to transmit the information he wanted to convey directly upwards.

Upon receiving the message, Huo Yuhao was slightly taken aback.

Before he could react, a gentle voice seemed to ring in his ear.

“Little one, don’t worry. Just as your friend said, this is a great thing for you.”

Immediately afterward, Huo Yuhao felt everything he sensed begin to spin. An invisible force, powerful and awe-inspiring, instantly turned the surroundings into a kaleidoscope of colors. Gradually, the colors faded, leaving only black and white.

As the black and white colors alternated, Huo Yuhao constantly changed, but no matter what happened outside, his soul remained stable and was not harmed in any way.

Realizing this, Huo Yuhao quickly focused his mind and concentrated his inner energy to stabilize his soul power.

After a brief period of shock and disbelief, he has now calmed down. Moreover, thanks to Brother Junting's reminder, Huo Yuhao has gradually come to realize that the person who caused his soul to leave his body was probably the deity Brother Junting had mentioned earlier!
So, it's done!

Thinking of this, Huo Yuhao couldn't help but feel excited.

The process felt like it lasted a moment, yet also like an eternity, before everything around him suddenly became clear. Huo Yuhao was astonished to discover that he had regained control of his soul.

The moment he opened his eyes, he found himself in a seemingly unremarkable valley, where flowers bloomed and grasses grew in orderly fashion. Towering trees blocked out the sunlight, and the occasional clouds drifting across the valley displayed a magnificent array of seven colors, making it exceptionally beautiful.

At this moment, Huo Yuhao has returned to his human form, but now he is a spiritual being, or rather, a soul being, and his only sensations about the outside world are comfort.

Faced with this scene, a thought suddenly occurred to him—is this the realm of gods? If so, wouldn't it be wonderful if he could breathe the air in this valley...?

So he immediately opened his mouth wide and started breathing!
With each breath, I felt as if my soul was being nourished, and I felt as if I were floating on air.

Then, instinctively, he stopped what he was doing.

After Huo Yuhao regained consciousness, he glanced around sheepishly. Clearly, he was a little shy.

Immediately, he looked into the valley.

Suddenly, a path paved with pebbles appeared beneath his feet, stretching deep into the valley. Various plants grew on either side of the path. With Huo Yuhao's discerning eye, he quickly recognized these plants as rare and precious treasures; even the unfamiliar ones contained immense spiritual energy. These plants, incredibly rare in the lower realms, only found in the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, were now growing like weeds on both sides, giving one an unbelievable feeling.

[Truly worthy of being called the realm of gods.]

As he pondered this, Huo Yuhao stepped onto the path.

The path wound its way into the valley. After Huo Yuhao had been walking for about ten minutes, the scenery suddenly changed, and a pavilion came into view.

Not far away, there is a small courtyard.

The buildings in this small courtyard were all made of wood, and several children were playing inside. An elderly man was enjoying the company of his grandchildren, while a tall, slender woman in a red dress was looking after several other children. A woman in a blue dress was eating nearby. Without exception, everyone's face was filled with happiness.

This scene was completely different from the gods he had imagined; it was clearly a family living in seclusion in a paradise.

For some reason, seeing this scene, Huo Yuhao suddenly felt a pang of envy. When Dong'er's crisis was completely resolved, he could hold a grand wedding with her in the sect, start a family, have several children, and live a long and happy life together.

"It seems the child has arrived."

At this moment, the old man looked up at Huo Yuhao. After revealing a kind smile, he patted the bottom of the child beside him and said with a smile, "Go find your mother first."

At this moment, both women also looked up.

However, compared to the blue-haired woman's silence and apparent indifference, the red-haired woman was much more enthusiastic.

“Child, come here. My husband is already waiting for you.”

Huo Yuhao was a little embarrassed. After he walked over, the red-haired beauty pointed to a room in the courtyard.

"Go in, he's waiting for you inside."

When Huo Yuhao entered the room, he discovered it was actually a kitchen. From the outside, the room didn't seem large, but once inside, Huo Yuhao was surprised to find it surprisingly spacious, easily over a hundred square meters. Various ingredients were neatly arranged in one area, and another area was clearly for cooking.

At the kitchen counter, a blond young man wearing an apron was busy at work. At first glance, this scene didn't seem out of place, but upon closer inspection of the blond young man's identity…

Good guy!
Are the gods cooking?
In an instant, the filter of "gods are majestic" in Huo Yuhao's mind was shattered mercilessly.

But amidst his initial surprise, Huo Yuhao was gradually drawn to Rong Nianbing's actions. In that instant, as Huo Yuhao's attention was drawn, he suddenly sensed that the deity had changed. His aura became heavy and imposing, and an oppressive feeling that made Huo Yuhao's soul tremble violently.

Rong Nianbing's right hand trembled slightly, and his index and middle fingers naturally slipped into a cloth bag in front of the kitchen counter. When his fingers left the bag, they brought out a cold glint.

It was a small knife, no more than five inches long. The blade was small and the length of the blade was equal to that of the handle, each taking up two and a half inches. The front half of the blade emitted a faint blue light, and a ferocious pattern was carved on the side of the blade.

Immediately afterwards, Rong Nianbing made another gesture in the air with his left hand, and a huge empty plate landed in front of him, along with nine cucumbers of roughly the same size.

He's about to chop vegetables, isn't he?

But why use such a small knife?

It looks like this knife isn't even as big as his carving knife.

Just as Huo Yuhao was feeling puzzled, Rong Nianbing suddenly sang softly: "Where the ghost hand falls, the world changes, carving waves that swirl a hundred times, divine craftsmanship remains for a thousand years, the blade rises and the waning moon reflects the cold spring."

In an instant, the blue light began to swirl continuously within the plate.

Huo Yuhao could clearly see that every time the deity uttered a word, a mark would appear on the tip of each of the nine cucumbers, accompanied by green crumbs falling gently.

As the last syllable of "泉" faded, a full 261 cuts were completed in the short time it took to chant.

A ring of green shavings lay neatly in the center of the plate, forming a circular, dark green pattern. The lines were very clear, the circular pattern was perfectly aligned, and all the shavings were even the same size. However, what shocked Huo Yuhao the most was what was carved above that ring of shavings.

Nine jade-like objects stood in a row, with deer antlers and shrimp eyes, whiskers on their heads and at the corners of their mouths, and pearls under their foreheads.

These are clearly nine jade dragon heads! Lifelike, all raising their heads as if they are swallowing clouds and spitting out mist.

Such swordsmanship…

Huo Yuhao's eyes widened instantly; it was the first time he had ever seen such exquisite knife work. This was not merely carving, it was creation. It was a masterpiece of craftsmanship, a work of divine skill.

As a level nine Soul Master, Huo Yuhao's skill in engraving goes without saying. But compared to this swordsmanship, it's like a frog at the bottom of a well seeing the moon, or a mayfly gazing at the sky. Rong Nianbing glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, a faint smile on her face. He made a gesture of raising his left hand, and instantly, the huge plate floated into the air. Beneath the plate, a thick layer of mist supported it. This mist exuded a faint chill, not strong, yet it made everything around it seem as if shrouded in clouds.

Then, he swung his left hand horizontally in the air.

Instantly, the plate began to spin at an extremely fast speed.

As the tail of each cucumber turned towards him, the blue light flashed for a moment. After three circles, he had made countless cuts, yet his hand seemed to tremble only slightly. The emerald green fragments spread out below, forming nine cloud shapes. Against this backdrop, nine lifelike emerald green dragon tails appeared.

The moment the dragon's tail appeared, the nine cucumbers on the plate seemed to come alive, coiling in the mist like nine azure dragons. The plate continued to rotate slowly, the nine azure dragons weaving through the mist. They seemed to be playing, or perhaps greeting each other, the gathering of the nine dragons incredibly realistic.

Having done all this, Rong Nianbing pointed his left hand into the air, and a small ice ball appeared on his fingertip. With a flick of his finger, the ice ball quietly floated down to the center of the nine dragon heads.

At that moment, the nine azure dragons carved from cucumbers actually came to life. The nine azure dragons leaped up and down at different heights. As their bodies stretched out, Huo Yuhao could clearly see that their bodies were connected by thin, paper-like slices of cucumber. Although they were only connected by tiny bits, they were not broken.

Nine dragons vying for a pearl leap and dart about, as if they have come to life.

Hidden in the icy mist, they resembled nine real dragons, and the plate itself was like a world unto itself. Nine dragons soaring through the clouds, ever-changing.

With a wave of his left hand, Rong Nianbing sent the plate carrying the nine dragons flying to the side. When he turned his head completely, he smiled and looked at Huo Yuhao, who was already dumbfounded.

"How much did you understand? How much did you grasp?"

When asked, Huo Yuhao simply shook his head.

Rong Nianbing smiled slightly, pointed to the delicacies on the plate, and asked, "Would you like to try some?"

"May I?"

Huo Yuhao looked at his body.

He is currently in a state of spiritual essence.

You can't actually touch the product, right?
"If it's just about the taste, then of course it's fine."

Just the taste?

Huo Yuhao was taken aback upon hearing this, and then he saw Rong Nianbing point in mid-air, sending a wisp of divine power into the dish. The next second, a wisp of steam slowly drifted from it toward Huo Yuhao's mouth.

then…

"Hmm~"

Unconsciously, Huo Yuhao narrowed his eyes.

It even let out a soft moan, born of instinct.

tasty!

Delicious like never before!
"Is it tasty?"

Rong Nianbing smiled and then asked a question.

"Delicious! I've never eaten anything so delicious before!"

Honestly, aside from these words that left him speechless, Huo Yuhao was unable to describe the shock he felt.

Rong Nian remained unfazed by the ice. "Want to learn? Besides my culinary skills, the most important thing is my Dragon Rain Dance Knife Technique. After years of comprehension, I've reached a level where I'm proficient in all techniques."

The word "want" immediately escaped Huo Yuhao's lips, but after a moment's hesitation, he took the opportunity to reveal his true purpose. "Actually, compared to cooking skills and knife skills, I would rather gain your favor and inherit your divine position."

"Oh?"

Rong Nianbing seemed surprised, yet also unsurprised.

"It seems you've guessed who I am."

Huo Yuhao naturally didn't hold back and told Rong Nianbing about his purpose and the situation that Chen Junting had told him.

After all, when facing a deity and needing something from someone, one must naturally remain sincere.

Sincerity is the real killer move.

"I see. The Brother Junting you mentioned is the successor to the Rakshasa God's throne who was with you just now, right?"

Rong Nianbing looked at Huo Yuhao with indescribable satisfaction.

To be honest, when Huo Yuhao caught his attention, he also indirectly noticed Chen Junting. It was this indirect attention that almost made him change his mind.

After all, Chen Junting's talent is too outstanding!

If it weren't for the fact that Huo Yuhao was more compatible with him, and that Chen Junting possessed the aura of no less than ten deities, including eight first-level gods, as well as the Goddess of Life and the God of Destruction, he would have wanted to compete with Rakshasa for the position and see who got it.

But now...

Huo Yuhao is a really good kid.

“Actually, you don’t need to ask; I will pass on my divine position to you anyway. In other words, this is also the purpose of bringing your soul up here. I want you to inherit my position as the God of Emotions.”

Rong Nianbing made no attempt to conceal his true purpose, nor did he intend to play tricks on Huo Yuhao under the guise of a "test" after achieving his goal ahead of time.

His words surprised Huo Yuhao.

Is that all?
Amidst his confusion, Huo Yuhao saw the sincerity in Rong Nianbing's eyes and knew the answer. It seemed that was indeed the case.

But he still had a lingering doubt.

That's why this deity wants to pass on their divine position. They seem rather eager to do so.

When he finally spoke, the response he received was...

"why?"

(End of this chapter)